The hills step off into whiteness.
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
Sylvia Plath in Ariel
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The hills step off into whiteness.
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
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They threaten
To let me through to a heaven
Starless and fatherless, a dark water.
Sylvia Plath in Sheep In Fog
Ao fim do poema ;)
the far fields melt my heart :)
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